New Kids
You know those new kids that come every year with the new freshman. They’re so cute. They come walking in the halls with their huge backpacks and their heads held up high (as if it’s not enough trying to hold their huge backpacks up) and walk around the school like they own the school or something.
So cute. But these kids have to get something straight: I’m in charge around here. And these little freshman can’t come charging in acting like they own the school, because they don’t. Honestly, how can they expect to get anywhere wearing last season’s shoes and with their 6 dollar haircuts. And they actually eat the food that they serve in the cafeteria, how gross! Like, all I never eat in the cafeteria. I heard that one slice of pizza has like 400 calories. That is so disgusting, I don’t know how anyone can eat that food.
I swear, it’s like these kids don’t care about what people think about them. Because, obviously, it does matter. This is a dog eat dog world and I am not going to find myself a the bottom. If you want to be on top you have to care. You have to make yourself better than everyone else. You have to be perfect. It’s hard but it’s worth it to be on top.
